Was there last night, and it was DELICIOUS to watch her snatch the phone out of that woman's hands. And damn right, she stayed in character while doing it.
But then wouldn't you know it, later on, someone's cell phone rang, and it was one of those people who can't seem to figure out how to make it stop making noise. It was during LuPone's speech about all the things that are ruining live theater, and I fully expected her to slip in, "And don't get me started on cell phones."
Here's the thing: yes, mistakes happen. Your leg turns it back on or whatever. So turn it to airplane mode and turn it off. If you can't figure out how? Ask an usher. The problem truly is that people don't care enough about others. The three nightmare wenches behind me who spent the 15 minutes before the show and the entire intermission whining about absolutely everything actually said out loud, "I'll just turn it to silent. No one can hear it vibrating." Now, maybe if you're so deaf that you spend all of intermission complaining about not being able to hear a single thing FROM THE SECOND ROW, you can't hear your phone vibrate. But others of us can.
It's disheartening to see Patti's statement about questioning her commitment to stage work, because that would be a tragedy. But God bless her for actually standing up to people.
This all brings me back to my greatest wish: ushers armed with tasers.